Chapter 346 Collapse of Faith

Mo Chen was already in a state of rage. Seeing that Xiao Ling still had an attitude of not taking him seriously even after learning his identity, it made his anger even more difficult to hide.

Especially when Xiao Ling mentioned Yi Chen, the anger in his heart burned like fuel.

At this moment, when he heard Xiao Ling mention the name that made him sick, the violent murderous intention in his heart was immediately aroused, like an enraged beast, the bloody air emanating from his body filled the air, almost condensing into substance.

Mo Chen is a few years older than Yi Chen, and his cultivation has always been ahead of that of Yi Chen. In the past, his status in the sect was also firmly ahead of that of Yi Chen.

But unfortunately, he had an accident while practicing by devouring other people's flesh and blood. He was attacked by a sneak attack and was seriously injured. His foundation was damaged, his cultivation talent was almost exhausted, and his life span was also greatly reduced. He only had a few years left to live. Even the qualification to enter the sect's forbidden area was ruthlessly deprived.

He was once the person most expected to become the top disciple of Tianming Sect in a hundred years, but now he has become infamous and his status has plummeted. The person who took his place was Yi Chen, who gradually caught up with him under the strong training of the sect. His jealousy towards Yi Chen has reached an almost crazy level.

"Damn it, you all deserve to die! I'm going to kill you, and then tear your flesh and blood into pieces! I'll eat your flesh and blood and use it to improve your cultivation. Then that damn Yi Chen will also have to be stepped on by me."

Mo Chen's face was twisted with anger and madness, and his voice echoed in the forest, full of violent killing intent.

Looking at Xiao Ling who was dozens of feet away, Mo Chen's face was full of ferocity, and then he suddenly stamped the tree branch with the sole of his foot. With a hiss, his figure suddenly disappeared in a strange way.

His speed was so fast that it was almost impossible to catch him, not even an afterimage was left behind. If it were an ordinary Douzong strongman, he might not even have a chance to react and would be directly hit by his sudden attack.

The moment Mo Chen moved, Xun'er had already retreated to another branch like a wisp of smoke, making some space for the battle that was about to break out between the two sides.

Xiao Ling stood there, as steady as a mountain, but in the next moment, his eyes suddenly turned cold. He didn't hesitate at all, and with a powerful sweep, the spear tore through the air, with a harsh wind sound, and stabbed fiercely into the space behind him.

Bang! "

The gun shadow drew a series of afterimages in mid-air, and when it fell into that space, a figure suddenly flashed out. Mo Chen raised his arm horizontally and forcefully took Xiao Ling's shot. Then he let out a roar and turned his palms into claws. At this moment, the majestic blood-red fighting energy surged out of his body like a flood.

"Blood Shadow Claw"

Following the low roar from Mo Shu's mouth, a bloody claw mark suddenly swung out, carrying a bloody aura, and rushed straight towards Xiao Ling, even the space was torn open with a crack.

Facing this sudden close attack, Xiao Ling's face remained as calm as water. He just stabbed lightly, and the bloody claw marks were directly pierced by the tip of his spear.

At such a close distance, Mo Chen had no time to dodge. The spear in Xiao Ling's hand seemed to break through the space and appeared in front of Mo Chen in an instant, directly piercing the palm where he had just used his fighting skills.

This Mo Shu used his full strength without any reservation as soon as the fight began. Judging from his posture, it was obvious that he intended to fight quickly and defeat Xiao Ling quickly.

However, he obviously overestimated his own strength. Not only did he fail to take advantage, but he also suffered a huge loss.

Not only did Mo Yan's sneak attack fail, but his palm was pierced by the opponent's counterattack. He was shocked and knew that he had kicked an iron plate this time, and the opponent was by no means easy to deal with.

Seeing his palm being pierced by the sharp spear point, Mo Chen gritted his teeth and quickly moved back, intending to free his hand from the deadly spear point.

However, when Mo Shu pulled away some distance, the severe pain in his palm still did not lessen. He looked down and was shocked to find that the tip of the spear seemed to be broken. The tip embedded in his palm was actually separated from the main body of the spear and was still firmly nailed into the flesh of his palm.

Before Mo Chen could react to the sudden change, Xiao Ling had already taken action quickly. He grasped his palm, then opened it, and uttered one word in a low voice,

"burst!"

The moment the sound fell, the tip of the spear embedded in Mo Shu's palm seemed to have received some kind of instruction and immediately emitted a dazzling red light. Immediately afterwards, it began to vibrate violently, and then split into dozens of sharp fragments, which directly penetrated Mo Shu's palm and stabbed out from the flesh.

The palms that were originally relatively clean, after experiencing this series of destruction, became like honeycombs, covered with dense holes. The inside of the palm was bloody and horrific, as if it had been torn apart by countless blades. The scene was extremely tragic.

"Ah, what kind of method is this? It's so vicious, you are despicable!"

The sudden severe pain made Mo Shu's face turn pale instantly. He roared in pain, and the anger in his heart became more and more raging as he watched his palms being destroyed beyond recognition by Xiao Ling's sudden attack.

The sharp fragments that burst out from Mo Shu's palm drew arcs in the air, and then seemed to be attracted by some kind of force, and they turned around and floated towards Xiao Ling.

One by one, they were accurately reattached to the tip of the spear. After a while, they formed a spear tip that was as sharp as before.

Xiao Ling waved the spear in his hand easily, and the tip of the spear drew several beautiful rings in the air. A sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and his tone was full of contempt.

"Hmph, you say my methods are evil? Compared with your Tianming Sect's flesh-devouring skills, I am nothing but a witch."

Xun'er, who was watching the battle on the sidelines, saw a flash of novelty in Xiao Ling's eyes. This weapon with a unique attack method has never been seen even among ancient tribes.

"It's the first time I've seen it both driven by fighting spirit and controlled by soul power," Xun'er whispered softly to herself, with admiration in her eyes, "The quality of this spear is indeed extraordinary, and Brother Xiao Ling actually has one in his hands. A powerful weapon."

Licking his lips with a bright red tongue, Mo Chen snorted coldly in his heart, activating the blood in his body to stop the injury on his palm. Then he raised his other hand and faced Xiao Ling with a fierce squeeze.

"Blood explosion!

As the shout fell, a rich blood glow suddenly burst out from Mo Chen's palm, and then a strange wave spread rapidly.

The strange fluctuations spread extremely fast and enveloped Xiao Ling in the blink of an eye. The latter suddenly noticed that at this moment, the blood in his body seemed to be slightly heated, as if some invisible force was quietly pulling on them.

Although this feeling came suddenly, to Xiao Ling, it was just like a temporary surge of energy and blood and did not bring any substantial threat.

"This guy's evil skills are really good. If you can get it, it can be a good way to clean up the miscellaneous soldiers..." Xiao Ling commented while dealing with the strange movements in his body lightly.

His shoulders shook slightly, and a cool and vital energy surged out of his body and quickly enveloped his whole body. As soon as that strange wave touched this cool energy, it instantly dissipated without a trace, just like morning mist meeting the rising sun.

Seeing that his attack had no effect on Xiao Ling, the anger in Mo Shu's eyes receded slightly, replaced by a trace of seriousness.

With this move of his, even a five-star Douzong-level expert would forcefully pull out the blood in his body if he wasn't careful. However, when used on Xiao Ling, it didn't even make the opponent shake. Can't do it.

Before, Mo Chen thought that Xiao Ling and Xun'er looked so young, only about twenty years old at most, but to be able to climb to the top of the Xinlan ancient tree, they should have Douzong level cultivation, but they were not much higher. go.

But after this initial confrontation, he found that he actually suffered a loss for a while. The strength of the man on the other side was probably not inferior to him, and there was a woman with unknown strength next to him, which made him feel that the situation was not optimistic.

Mo Chen took a deep breath. He knew that the opponent he encountered this time was far from as simple as he thought before. He must deal with it more carefully, otherwise, he may really fall here today.

There was a fierce look in his eyes, and he was obviously ready to go all out. The idea of ​​retreat also flashed through Mo Chen's mind before, but he soon gave up the idea.

Anyway, he already knew that he was going to die soon, so why not give it a try? The energy contained in the flesh and blood of the two people in front of him is so abundant. If he can swallow it, it may bring him unexpected benefits, and it may even make up for his short lifespan and damaged cultivation foundation.

And Mo Chen also knew in his heart that if he didn't show some real skills, he might not be able to do well today. He decided not to hold back anymore and to go all out to avoid long nights and endless dreams.

"We can only use some trump cards. Otherwise, I'm afraid something will happen. We still have to go all out to avoid complications." This thought passed through his mind, and a strange bloodthirsty red flashed in Mo Chen's eyes, and he took a deep breath. In one breath, the handprints suddenly changed.

As Mo Shu's handprints changed rapidly, his body began to gradually shrink under Xiao Ling's eyes, and streams of blood erupted from his pores, making him look like a bloody man. For terrible.

"Brother Xiao Ling, that's the Tianming Sect's blood coagulation method, which evaporates the blood in the body to achieve a short-term surge in power!" After finding out what method Mo Chen used, he immediately explained to Xiao Ling.

Although Xun'er was confident in Xiao Ling's strength and believed that he was enough to deal with Mo Chen, his expression remained calm.

But after all, she had never seen Xiao Ling's real battle with her own eyes, so she couldn't help but have a flash of worry in her eyes.

"Xun'er, don't worry, these little tricks are nothing to worry about. Even if this guy uses some secret-breaking method and temporarily improves his strength, he will never be my opponent."

Xiao Ling smiled softly and turned to Xun'er with a relieved look, her tone full of confidence.

Seeing Xiao Ling's indifferent expression, Xun'er could only roll her eyes helplessly.

Brother Xiao Ling is still the same as before, always talking big words since he was a child.

However, Xiao Ling's humor made Xun'er's worries dissipate a lot, and her mood gradually relaxed.

"Hmph, you are too arrogant to be distracted while fighting me. This battle ends here!"

Mo Chen snorted coldly, and as the fighting energy in his body surged like a flood, a ferocious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Having used the Blood Coagulation Technique, he was confident that he would be able to fight even against the Nine Star Douzong. In his opinion, Xiao Ling is just a high-level Dou Zong of the same level. Now, his combat power has skyrocketed, and he can easily defeat Xiao Ling!

"Bang!

Mo Chen suddenly stamped his foot, and cracks as thick as his arm immediately opened on the tree trunk. In just a few breaths, the thick branch could not withstand the force and broke directly, turning into pieces in the air. Scattered everywhere. And Mo Chen's figure disappeared strangely again after the space in front of him distorted for a while.

The surrounding air roared due to his movements, the leaves swayed wildly in the strong wind, and the entire forest seemed to be enveloped in the tense atmosphere of this battle.

Upon noticing the disappearance of Mo Chen's figure, Xiao Ling raised his eyebrows slightly, and he quickly took two steps back and entered the best fighting posture.

Suddenly, he caught a red shadow in his sight, and Mo Chen flashed in front of him like a blood-red ghost. The five fingers were bent into claws, and the sharp nails were like blades, emitting a biting cold light.

"I will accept your flesh and blood! After I finish you off, I will tear your little girlfriend alive in front of you." A bloodthirsty and cruel smile appeared on Mo Chen's face, and his voice was low and full of malice. .

Before he finished speaking, Mo Shu's sharp claws directly clawed at the vital part of Xiao Ling's heart. This blow was full of killing intent, and he obviously wanted to kill him with one blow. The surrounding air made a sharp whistling sound due to the rapid swing of this claw, and the space was torn open with several living cracks.

Xiao Ling, who was standing there, stared blankly at Mo Shu, who was exuding a bloody aura. He seemed to have no reaction to the coming attack, as if he was petrified and motionless.

Mo Chen looked at Xiao Ling standing motionless, seemingly stunned by his own attack. A contemptuous smile appeared on his face and he let out a sneer.

"Haha, it turns out that you only have this ability and you don't even have time to react." Mo Chen sneered in his heart, but the movements of his hands did not stop at all.

His claws pointed directly at Xiao Ling's heart, and he grabbed it fiercely, trying to kill him with one blow. The palm covered with blood streaks stretched out and penetrated the figure.

But just as Mo Chen's palm passed through Xiao Ling's chest, he immediately felt something was wrong. There was no resistance that pierced the flesh, no touch of hot blood splashing, only empty nothingness, as if his hand had penetrated a ray of blood. smoke.

"Oops, this is not his real body, it's just an afterimage!" Mo Chen's heart sank, and he instantly realized that he might have been tricked. He quickly came to his senses and prepared to take action.

But before Mo Chen had time to react, a powerful aura suddenly erupted from behind him, spreading instantly like a volcano erupting, and the surrounding air became hot because of this fiery power.

This sudden and powerful aura shocked Mo Shu, who was so close, but before he could recover, a fist wrapped in bright golden flames had torn the space apart and struck hard at an astonishing speed. The ground hit him on the back.

“Bang!

With the sound of collision, the powerful wind swept out like ripples. The surrounding branches were blown wildly and the leaves were scattered in all directions. The branches that were close to each other even broke directly under the huge impact.

The strong wind roared, picking up the fallen leaves all over the sky. In this strong wind, a figure suddenly shot out like a fully drawn bowstring. The figure wearing a white robe was none other than Mo Shi.

The figure drew an arc in the air, so fast that it almost became a white afterimage. In the blink of an eye, he crashed into the trunk of the ancient Xinlan tree.

Just when Mo Shu was about to collide with the tree trunk, a faint green light suddenly appeared on the tree trunk, like a protective film, blocking Mo Shu's ejected figure and preventing him from directly hitting the tree trunk. ending.

The moment the figure collided with the green ability barrier, Mo Chen spit out a large mouthful of blood. His steps faltered and he almost lost his balance. His body could only slide downward involuntarily against the tree trunk. Fortunately, a branch appeared just in time to stop his fall. Only then did he finally find a foothold.

"Is this the Three Thousand Thunder Movement? No, it should be the Three Thousand Thunder Phantom Body. But brother Xiao Ling hasn't had much contact with the people in Fenglei Pavilion. How did he learn this kung fu? In Fenglei Pavilion, can you learn it? There are very few people who have come here.”

Xun'er looked at Xiao Ling's figure that had been penetrated by Mo Shu just now. The figure had turned into a flash of lightning and gradually dissipated. She gently tapped her beautiful little chin with her slender fingertips, and spoke to herself with a hint of confusion.

"It seems that Brother Xiao Ling also has his own opportunity to learn such advanced body fighting skills. But why didn't you tell me about this before? I will have to ask him after the battle is over."

"How is this possible? Nine Star Douzong. When did such a person appear in Zhongzhou?"

Mo Chen stabilized his body and his palms twitched slightly. As the blood surged, the burning pain in his back gradually eased, but his eyes stared gloomily at Xiao Ling opposite him, and he couldn't help but feel a shock in his heart. The opponent's strength far exceeded his previous expectations.

After the two sides fought, Xiao Ling's aura that had been restrained was completely released, and both sides could clearly feel each other's cultivation.

Looking at Xiao Ling's young appearance, he is only about twenty years old, but his cultivation level has surpassed that of himself, a person who has been cultivating for more than thirty years.